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There upon the minute hangs a phrase

Summit of salvation

Dares a finger raise

Cardinal point

Full of form beyond dimension

Honey fountain angel lips annoint

Beside the aeon

In musty hall

Shining ray dispels the Eidolon

No more in thrall

Dancing now

Through electric gardens

Electing how

These rings of wardens

Would uncoil

To blossom through

The dusty soil

True as true

Rapt in the silence

Of eternal song

Yes the dead can dance

As far as long

Here amongst tobacco leaves and gin

Where porches bake

And ages grin

Her hand I take

To celebrate the passage

Of an aeon

As magnolia spills upon the page

The everpresent dawn

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